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Nickatilynx · 02-22-2005

The following was written during the war from the British Ambassador to Moscow , Sir Archibald Clerk Kerr, to Lord Pembroke (Reggie) in 1943.

It has recently been releases under the Freedom of Information Act.

The text says the following...

My Dear Reggie,
In these dark days man tends to look for little shafts of light from Heaven. My days are probably darker than yours, and I need, my God I do, all the light I can get. But I am a decent fellow, and I do not want to be mean about what little brightness is shed upon me from time to time. So I propose to share with you a tiny flash that has illuminated my sombre life, and tell you that God has given me a new Turkish colleague whose card tells me he is called Mustapha Kunt.

We all feel like that, Reggie, now and then, especially when Spring is upon upon us, but few of us would care to put it on our cards. It takes a Turk to do that.

Sir Archibald Clerk Kerr

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Lykos · 02-22-2005

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Nickatilynx Banned Want to see your own Advertising Here! Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: Vancouver Canada Posts: 15,115	The following was written during the war from the British Ambassador to Moscow , Sir Archibald Clerk Kerr, to Lord Pembroke (Reggie) in 1943. It has recently been releases under the Freedom of Information Act. The text says the following... My Dear Reggie, In these dark days man tends to look for little shafts of light from Heaven. My days are probably darker than yours, and I need, my God I do, all the light I can get. But I am a decent fellow, and I do not want to be mean about what little brightness is shed upon me from time to time. So I propose to share with you a tiny flash that has illuminated my sombre life, and tell you that God has given me a new Turkish colleague whose card tells me he is called Mustapha Kunt. We all feel like that, Reggie, now and then, especially when Spring is upon upon us, but few of us would care to put it on our cards. It takes a Turk to do that. Sir Archibald Clerk Kerr